Page 48 of Forever Finn

“Because I can’t bunny hop into The Savoy bound in duct tape.” I raise my brows pointedly. “It’s bound to raise some suspicions. Besides, call me a romantic but if I’m about to declare my intentions to the man I fell in love with, then I don’t want to be rolled up like a human burrito.”

“Alright!” Jesse whoops as Deak leans forward to tug at the duct tape.

“Uh… did anyone think to bring scissors?”

18

“You’ve gone the wrong way. This is Marble Arch.” Jesse presses his face against the window.

“It’s not my fault,” Garrett calls over his shoulder. “Deak has navigated races across the world, you’d think he’d be able to read a god damn map.”

“Hey!” Deacon protests indignantly. “It’s not my fault, blame Google Maps and autocorrect. I very distinctly typed in The Savoy. It’s not my fault it auto corrected to The Saveloy and sent us to a fish and Chip shop in Cheam.”

“Oh my God, we’re running out of time.” I fidget in my seat as I watch the London traffic crawling past the window.

“You know, if I ever decide to rob a bank, I’d never let you guys drive the getaway car. You’d just keep circling the block until we got arrested,” Jin says mildly. “Garrett, take a left here. Once you get through Mayfair, head towards Piccadilly. We’re about twenty minutes away depending on traffic.”

“Thank you, Jin,” Garrett breathes gratefully.

“Do you think we should wake up Kyan?” I ask staring at him. He’s sprawled out over one of the benches looking hotter than anyone should while passed out with their mouth hanging open as they snore loudly.

“I got this,” Deacon sniggers.

I watch in bemusement as he crosses to the other side of the bus and pulls Kyan’s t-shirt up. He leans down and blows a very wet and loud raspberry on Kyan’s tattooed washboard abs.

“The fuck, man!” Kyan startles awake and shoves Deacon, who is laughing loudly.

“You’re such a child.” Jesse rolls his eyes at his husband.

“Not cool, man,” Kyan grumbles as he sits up and slumps back in his seat.

“Hey, at least I didn’t shave your eyebrows off, then draw them back on with a sharpie.” Deacon smirks.

“That was one time!” Kyan flips him the finger. “Are you going to keep complaining about it? They grew back, didn’t they?”

“Don’t make me come back there you two!” Garrett yells from the driver’s seat.

“Dude, you never told me how hot your uncle is,” Kyan whispers loudly.

“You know exactly how hot Garrett is, you tell me often enough,” Deacon replies dryly.

“Yeah, but he’s all bossy and shit,” Kyan muses as he eyes Garrett. “I bet he gives a really good spanking.”

“Oh my god, eew…” Deacon mock gags.

“Hey, why are you glaring at me, Cupcake?” Kyan glances across at Colin, whose scowling in his direction.

“You really are oblivious aren’t you?” Jin’s mouth curves slowly as Colin turns to stare out the window.

“Whatever.” Kyan shrugs. “Are we there yet?”

“We’ll get there when we get there!” Garrett calls back, and Kyan snorts as he reaches for his flask, raising it to his lips.

Realising its empty, he tosses it onto the seat, not noticing Deak’s frown. Pulling his beanie on over his long blonde hair, which sits around his shoulders, he slides a pair of mirrored aviators on and settles further back into the seat.

“Hey, guys,” Garrett calls back. “Where exactly are we supposed to park this relic when we get there?”

“Just dump it out the front.” Kyan waves a hand absently.